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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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and yet I'm just squeaking.
I'm learning along the way that there are some things that I MUST BE in order to survive in this world. I had once thought that just by being honest with yourself, that the world would adapt to me, and that wonderful people who will accept you for who you are will come forth and be part of your world. I'm starting to realize that I somehow NEED to get out of this comfort zone and stop being scared of people in order to get the things I really want out of life. I have also come to understand that no one really understands how shy and withdrawn I can be, and how much people do scare me. So, I guess that's my battle to conquer. I am also sick of myself willing myself to being something someone wants me to be. If that makes any sense. Sick of searching for acceptance. But I'm the party with the lesser bargaining power. For once I want to fight for something totally stupid, and get my way. Not to give in everytime until I am near broken, beaten and scarred, and have to say "look at me. doesn't all this warrant me some say?" Listen to me. My voice ain't loud, but I want to be heard. |